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been a while, hasn't it?

a held hand offers
more warmth than the chill wind can
ever rip away.

April #27

Let's lie together under the stars
on top of blankets, to protect ourselves
from dewy grass
and hold hands
and tell each other stories
about the shapes those stars make.

Let's kiss together on bridges
and in cars, and planes, and what about
a bicycle
built for two
so that we can remember those kisses
when we are old and gray and faded.

Let's whisper together in the dark
hiding our secret future from everyone,
especially ourselves,
so in love
that we don't want to speak in loud voices,
lest the dream dissipate.